I am dreadfully tired. Today I returned from Colorado. The reason I didn’t write you while I was in Colorado was ‘cause I had not privacy. I’ll continue tomorrow morning. Now I’m too tired.

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I am dreadfully tired. Today I returned from Colorado. The reason I didn’t write you while I was in Colorado was ‘cause I had not privacy. I’ll continue tomorrow morning. Now I’m too tired.
It’s about 1 am. An hour ago I got a phone call.
Me: “Hello?”
Answer: “Hi, may I speak to Jennifer please?” The voice was male
Me: “Speaking”
Male voice: “Hi, uh this is Steve’s cousin.”
Me: “uh, hi”
Background: “I didn’t tell you to say who, you idiot!”
Male voice: “Uh, someone likes you…..Jennifer?”
Me: “Yeah”
Male voice: “Steve likes you and he want to ask you out on the first day of school.”
Background: “You IDIOT!!”
I don’t remember the rest. I can tell you Mom and Dad weren’t too happy about my getting phone calls at midnight.
Especially when the phone rang two more times. Once from Ana and then from Melissa. You see Steve had called Melissa to get my phone #. Melissa didn’t have it so called Ana. Ana gave it to her and Melissa called Steve back with it.
Near the end of the school year, Steve had asked me out. He was just kidding or so I thought.
I have to tell Erica. I don’t like Steve or at least I don’t think I do. On the phone Melissa said he was cute. I’m not a very good judge of cute. On the phone with Steve’s cousin, I wanted to say that he could ask me out sooner than the first day of school. Of course I didn’t, I’m so nervous.
Let me tell you, on the phone with Steve’s cousin I was sweating like a pig. Continue Reading
Today I’m using red and orange, for these are the colors that usually represent hot. And hot I am! All day I’ve been totally sweating. Well lets give up the hot. Every other subject will be red.
1st Subject: People I hate.
Ana. Bitch of all Bitches. Queen of fat. Duke of ugly. President of mean. You get the picture?
Julie. Don’t know why but I do.
Megan. Bitch. Even meaner than Ana. That’s pretty mean, too. Continue Reading
I haven’t written for awhile ‘cause there’s been nothing going on. Erica’s been back for a few days now. I wrote Becky. I still think about Andy alot. He’s usually on my mind.
The last night before last Dad brought home Glider. When I found it (in the silverware drawer) I yelled with pleasure.
You can yell with pleasure too! Glider is a really great game. I still love it, and it’s available for download and will work on most computers!!
Today he brought home Tetris. Those are my favorite games. Before I barely was on the computer. Now I’m addicted. I have to wear the amulet to keep away the computer “vibes”. I don’t mean to brag, but I’m the best at Glider.
I’m glad that “paper is patient”. I pour all my secrets in this diary. Well almost all of them. I suppose there are still some. I know somebody’s going to read this, so I’m apprehensive of what I write.
Becky always used to laugh at what I wrote. I felt, hey, what kind of best friend would laugh at my feelings? I think it’s absolutely horrible.
In fact I used to write my secrets in cursive, so she couldn’t read it. I have alot of anger towards her. Today I’m going to pour everything about Becky into here. Wonderful. I just marked my white shirt with blue. (You can laugh at that) Continue Reading
Last night I had the strangest dream. In my dream we went ice-skating. Erica was with us.
In trooped the band. Well, part of the band. Guess who was there? Andy!
So Erica and I walked over. And Tony was there for some reason. He asked me why my line had been so busy. I told him my mom was on it. Everyone was sitting down.
When I was just about to sit down, Andy came up and looked me in the eyes. I looked straight back and sat down.
When we were on the ice, I was skating near Andy and his friend. His friend said now you hold hands. Suddenly I realized that he really liked me, so I said that he didn’t skate very well to get out of it, cause he showed some interest in doing it.
There was more but I don’t remember it. Does he like me? I think I like him. Okay, I know I like him. I think he likes me. See ya! Continue Reading
You know, I’ve been wishing the strangest things. I keep wanting to see Andy. It’s so weird. You know, it’s like if I see him I’ll figure out if I like him or not. I don’t even remember his face. And the yearbook, well, the picture is too old. It’s so strange, cause I don’t know what it’s like to like someone. With Steve I never saw him so……I mean are you always thinking about them? Or do you fall apart just thinking about them? Continue Reading
I will never forget you, Becky Continue Reading
Hi! I am going to call Justin and talk him into going out with Erica. Not that he needs any persuasion, but you know what I mean.
So then Erica reads this and decides that she’s going to call Andy and do the same for me. I don’t know. What if he doesn’t like me? I mean I’d rather wait until he calls me and asks me out. If he would.
Also Erica asked me what I would do if both Andy and Andrew called me up on the same day and asked if I would go out with them. What would I do? I can’t two-time. It’s not going to happen, though.
Becky moved yesterday.
CATCHA LATER! Continue Reading
You know, I spent all day cleaning out my closet and now I feel so different. Like I’m clearer or something.
I’m also in a really great mood because I finished my “guy”. See I got a ball of fluff at the fair yesterday. Last night I made him arms and legs and today I glued them on. He’s really cute. I named him “Ball Guy”, but I’m not sure if the name fits.
Let’s review here. You got a ball of fluff, added arms and legs and now are not sure if the name “Ball Guy” fits??? It fits. Take it from me. I have fond memories of “Ball Guy.”
Well today I was supposed to go to Becky’s because she’s moving on the 1st. Anyway I was about to go over there but we got in a stupid fight. It’s so stupid I can’t even tell you. You’d start to laugh. Continue Reading